…I am the worst gym-goer ever. I am so ashamed to confess that, after getting all excited about my first ever time running on a treadmill, I never ended up going back to the gym. My discounted trial membership ended yesterday, and I only used it once. I was hoping that having to actually pay for the membership would
force motivate me to go, but alas. It was too difficult to squeak gym trips into my lunch breaks, I love sleep too much to get up early and go before work, and my commute home tends to be a nightmare so I never wanted to go to the gym after work and stay later than I needed. So that ended up being the most expensive 20-minute treadmill run probably ever. You can’t see, but I’m hanging my head in shame right now.
…I’m becoming obsessed by the thought of ice cream now that it’s summer. My long-dormant inner radar for ice cream truck jingles has reawakened, and I’ve found myself searching for nearby ice cream stands when I look for new routes to run. I stumbled on Thrillist’s “The 21 Best Ice Cream Shops in America” list last week and am now determined to visit each one at some point during my life. (Luckily I’ve been to Tosci’s already, so I can cross one off my list!) I suppose a seasonal ice cream obsession isn’t a bad thing as long as I can keep my consumption in moderation…
…I’m not entirely happy with my new haircut. Don’t get me wrong – I loved it right after I got it cut and it was all styled and awesome. It’s just that I’m useless when it comes to taking care of my own hair (which is why I wore a ponytail every day for the past however-many years), and I can’t get it to look as fab as it did that first day. Let me demonstrate:
A coworker who also has fine hair like mine gave me a bunch of tips, so I’ll have to see if those help at all. Other coworkers have been very sweet… one even compared me to Twiggy the other day, which was very generous of him. (I’m more of the mind that I look like the original Charlie Bucket.) Hopefully I’ll figure this hair out one of these days!
…I’m in a bit of a book rut right now. For most of May I struggled through a few books that were just okay, then got my hands on Divergent and happily flew through it, but now I’m struggling again as I wait for Insurgent to to come in from the library. There are so many books out there that I want to read, so I feel a little ridiculous fighting through ones I don’t really like. I’m perfectly willing to give myself a good dose of reader’s advisory, but I feel obligated to finish two of the three I’m in the middle of right now… mostly because both authors follow me on twitter, and one in particular knows I’m in the middle of his book. I’d feel guilty if I gave up now. (Technology is a wonderful thing that brings us all closer, but it also gives me another source for guilt!)
…I was at a retirement party last week that was also attended by the Archivist of the United States, and I unashamedly fangirled over him pretty badly. From afar. I was inadvertently rude to pretty much everyone else I chatted with because I kept glancing over at him, trying to muster up the courage to talk to him. (I’d met him once before, but it was at a similar party and I knew he wouldn’t remember me.) Eventually I all but frog-marched my boss over to him so she could reintroduce us. I then proceeded to ramble about how I love the “what I’m reading” section of his blog, because, well, I’m an AOTUS fangirl.
That’s all til next week!
Are you good about using your gym membership?
What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
I’ve got a long-standing soft spot for Milky Way ice cream.
What’s the best book you’ve read lately?